I can’t bring myself to read the journal yet. When I touched it, it made me physically ill. I will, I know I have to, and I will. For now though, I spent some time looking at some old videos of me and Olivia. God, I miss her more than ever… She didn’t deserve any of this.

No new notes in the mail, but the one I have is moving. Or something is moving it on me. Either way, I can’t sleep anymore. I’m so tired, and scared. Olivia discovered what was after her, but left me no clue about what it might be. I have to find that sketchbook, and soon…

I haven’t received any new notes in the mail, but the one I have… I can’t be so forgetful that I don’t remember where I left it, so the only conclusion I have is that it’s moving. Or something is moving it on me. Either way, I just feel like I’m losing it.

Olivia apparently discovered what was following her. This would be a good thing, if she’d said what it actually was… But she’s left me with no clue, no idea what’s going on.

Nothing is okay right now. I heard something on Olivia’s recorder that makes no sense whatsoever, but… she wasn’t crazy. I can say that with certainty. It wasn’t a mental breakdown. And now, according to the woman who owns Lunar (if she can be believed and isn’t just messing with my head) I’m next.

I don’t have anyone to go to. I can’t bring this up with my friends. I feel so alone…

I haven’t received any more notes in the mail. I haven’t been sleeping well, there’s a lot going on. Olivia went and visited Lunar, the occult store she mentioned, and I think I’ll have to go there soon…

So, one of Olivia’s previous recordings mentioned a note. I haven’t been able to track it down, but… I guess I don’t have to now. Someone decided to send a copy to me. How considerate of them.

All of my friends deny having sent it, and I don’t know who to believe. I don’t want to think that any of them would do this, but… Really, who else could it be? It was obviously someone who knew Olivia as well, which narrows down the list of possible people.